Chapter 258: Trash Sniper!
Theresie's gray eyes were stunned.
"When you were collecting the wind, you doused the blue enchantress with water, and then picked a few paintings, right?" Fu Chaoyan's smoke broke at a moment, "The color is flamboyant and the vitality is vigorous, but it is just a self-righteous scene." Practice for another year, and then I might accept your paintings. ”
Theresy had a look of embarrassment on her face.
He, but the painting is not good enough.
Fu Chaoyan said again: "This time, you will sell it to me at the usual price, is it okay?" ”
The cheerful boy covered Tracy's mouth and said, "It's totally okay!" ”
Fu Chaoyan left with the painting, walked halfway, and suddenly said, "Stop." ”
"Miss Fu, what's wrong?" Logistics, who was sitting on the sidelines, asked.
"I want to buy something, you guys go back to the crew first." Fu Chaoyan smiled lightly.
"Okay, then we'll go back first."
Fu Chaoyan advised: "Protect the painting, be careful on the road." ”
After getting out of the car, Fu Chaoyan looked around.
Just now, I heard the sound of muffled gunshots.
It's similar to the sound of the last sniper rifle......
But this is country M, so it's normal for gunshots to go out, right?
Fu Chaoyan looked at the alley next to him, and a man in an overcoat looked left and right and walked in.
What coat to wear on such a hot day?
Fu Chaoyan followed.
Outside, the streets are bustling, but the alleys are narrow and dirty.
The person in front seemed to sense that he was being followed and immediately ran.
Fu Chaoyan was unfamiliar with this place, turned left and right, and finally stopped by a garbage can in a dead end.
He was run away!
Fu Chao looked at the road in front and behind.
Just run, just run!
This garbage sniper!
Fu Chaoyan was about to leave, and he paused and looked at the trash can.
There are people in the trash.
It was obviously the sound of a breath that had been exercised, and it held its breath for a long time.
She almost didn't notice.
Fu Chaoyan opened the trash can and saw the half-dead people inside.
"Tracy?" Fu Chaoyan was slightly surprised: "Why are you here?" ”
The man in the trash can lost his strength and closed his eyes.
It's not Tracy, the clothes are wrong.
It just looks alike.
And there's one more breath.
……
After Fu Chaoyan finished the day's shooting, he said hello to the director and left.
Behind her, several staff members whispered, "Smoke seems to have returned very early lately." ”
"But I didn't see her at the hotel, and once I saw her come back late in the evening."
"Maybe it's a game out."
"It's definitely in love!"
“……”
Fu Chaoyan didn't hear these gossips, she took a taxi and went to a small hotel.
The dilapidated little hotel doesn't require an ID card, and the lights are dim.
Fu Chaoyan swiped his room card and entered the innermost room.
On the bed lay a man who did not know whether he was alive or dead, ordinary in appearance, but very attractive.
Fu Chaoyan put down the porridge he bought and said, "Open your eyes when you wake up." ”
The man's eyelids moved slightly, but he didn't open them.
Fu Chaoyan said lightly: "I saved you, I didn't let you pretend to be dead." ”
The man still didn't speak.
Fu Chaoyan also fell silent, and the sound of laughter and laughter sounded in the room.
The man couldn't help but open his eyes, and saw Fu Chaoyan drinking porridge.
Fu Chaoyan met his eyes and said innocently: "I'm sorry, I thought you wouldn't wake up, so I drank it." ”
Man:......
Fu Chaoyan: "My name is Yan, I just want to know who shot you." ”
"Anvi, I don't know who is going to kill me." A weak voice rang out.